Change of Fate (The Briar Creek Vampires, #4) by Jayme Morse & Jody Morse Read Free Page B

that
she wouldn’t stick out like a sore thumb any longer. She really
didn’t need – and didn’t want – any unnecessary attention
drawn on herself while she was here.

Chapter 3
     
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    Rhonda sat up in bed, wrapping the white
hotel room sheet around her body, as more of a protective barrier
than anything else from the college frat who she had met at the bar
the night before. His name was Dennis, and he was going to be a
dentist. What a joke.
    After she’d killed her roommate, Michelle,
Rhonda hadn’t gone back to her dorm room. In fact, she knew that
she could never go back there. People would begin to suspect
what she had done, if they didn’t already. It probably didn’t help
that Rhonda had taken off immediately after she had finished
devouring every last drop of Michelle’s blood.
    Now, she wanted more. Actually, scratch that.
Rhonda didn’t want more; she needed more.
    Rhonda glanced over at Dennis, who was
snoring softly beside her. Normally, Rhonda wasn’t the type of girl
who just went home with a guy after meeting him for the first time,
though it seemed as though she were beginning to make a habit out
of it. First the cute guy, Gabe, and now Dennis. Tonight though, it
had been necessary, so she had chosen the least attractive guy she
could find in the bar in hopes that he wouldn’t turn her down.
    Luckily for her, he hadn’t.
    Rhonda leaned over and whispered, “I promise
this won’t hurt.” She knew that she was lying, though. When Gabe
had drunk from her, it had been one of the most painful experiences
in her life; at the same time, it had been a pleasurable sort of
pain. With any luck, Dennis wouldn’t even wake up.
    Rhonda sank her teeth into Dennis’s neck,
puncturing his skin. The blood immediately began pouring out of the
wound and she lapped it up with her tongue.
    Dennis mumbled something in his sleep, and
Rhonda pulled away for a moment. When he didn’t wake up, she began
sucking the wound again, drinking the sweet crimson blood until she
was satisfied.
    “What are you doing?” he whispered, in a
daze.
    “Nothing, just . . . kissing you,” Rhonda
lied, straddling him. “You’re just so hot.”
    Dennis pushed her away sleepily. “Look,
you’re just not my type. I don’t think this is going to work out.
You should probably go,” he said, motioning to her clothes on the
floor.
    Even he wasn’t interested in her? A
wave of anger rushed through Rhonda’s body; she wanted to drain
this guy of all his sweet, delicious blood, the same way she had
drained her roommate’s blood. Rhonda was afraid to draw any more
attention to herself, though. So, with one last gulp from the
wound, Rhonda climbed out of bed and gathered her clothes to take
into the bathroom.
    Locking the door, she glanced at herself in
the mirror. Her strawberry blonde hair was a disheveled mess, and
her eyes were sunken in. Rhonda’s skin, which was naturally fair,
was probably about five shades paler now.
    Rhonda knew she was a vampire now. It didn’t
take a rocket scientist to figure that out. What she didn’t know
was what was going to happen to her. When she drank a person’s
blood, she felt normal. When she didn’t, it was all she could think
about. What was she supposed to do? Pick up a random guy every
night to feed off of? Eventually, rumors would start; someone would
catch on. Rhonda knew that there was only one person who could help
her – and she really didn’t want his help. She hated him for what
he had done to her. She hated herself more, for going home with
some random guy who had paid attention to her that night.
    Sighing, Rhonda realized that there wasn't
much that she could do about it now. It was already done; it's not
like she could go back to that night and change the past. She just
wished she could.

Chapter 4
     
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    An hour later, Lexi found herself walking
down a dirt road, with no idea of where it could possibly lead to.
That didn’t matter, though. She had a plan – a